Chapter 47 Sudden Enlightenment! Reigning Supreme?
"Butterfly God Moon Blade!"
Wang Dong'er pushed her arms forward, and the crescent-shaped light blade detached from the butterfly's wings, heading straight for Dai Huabin with an aura of destruction.
At the same instant.
Dai Huabin looked up and opened his mouth.
A thick, white beam of light, as thick as a bucket, shot out from his mouth.
This White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave was thicker and more powerful than ever before.
With the combined blessing of the White Tiger Vajra Transformation and the White Tiger Protective Barrier, the energy density of this attack reached his current limit.
The golden crescent-shaped light blade and the white light beam erupted simultaneously at a distance of twenty meters, and the two energies filled the entire arena almost at the same instant.
But just before the White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave was about to collide head-on with the Butterfly God Moon Blade, Dai Huabin's mind suddenly went silent.
It's not blank; it's an extremely clear and quiet state.
All distracting thoughts vanished.
Forget about the time traveler's schemes, the original plot's direction, and Electrolux's awakening time—all of that is forgotten.
Only one thought remained in his mind.
Win.
This thought wasn't born of reason; it surged up from the very core of his being, from the depths of his blood.
Mental power poured out from the sea of consciousness, merging with the surging soul power within the body.
Then came Qi and Blood.
Dai Huabin could clearly feel the blood in his body flowing faster, and every meridian and every muscle was cooperating with the convergence of this force.
Spiritual power, soul power, and blood power—three originally independent energies—twisted into one at the explosive point in his throat.
The color of the beam of light from the White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave changed.
A very faint golden pattern appeared at the edge of the originally pure white beam of light.
The diameter of the beam of light remained unchanged, but its density suddenly increased, and even the surrounding air, which was distorted by the soul power, was forced to retreat a bit by this oppressive feeling.
On the high platform.
Yan Shaozhe had already stood up.
He wasn't even sitting properly to begin with.
From the moment Wang Dong'er began to gather her strength, he had been estimating the maximum power of this attack.
The conclusion is that even with Dai Huabin's level 34 cultivation, if he activated the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, he would still be seriously injured if he took this Butterfly God Moon Blade head-on.
He had already taken a step forward, ready to intervene the instant the two attacks collided and intercept the children's attacks.
Then he stopped.
At the same time, Elder Xuan, who was standing next to him, also froze in his seat.
The teacup Cai Meier was holding was suspended in mid-air, Xian Lin'er's mouth was slightly open, and Qian Duoduo jumped up from the chair.
"This is unbelievable..."
Yan Shaozhe's voice caught in his throat.
He saw it.
The aura emanating from Dai Huabin.
Very weak, so weak that it can be almost ignored.
But it is definitely there! The essence, energy, and spirit are united, and then a pure and unadulterated belief in victory is used as a catalyst to completely integrate the three forces.
He had seen this state in someone else.
Mu En.
Mu En, former dean of Shrek Academy and Title Douluo Dragon God Douluo.
His ultimate secret, "Ruling the World," is based on the principle of the ultimate unity of essence, energy, and spirit, using absolute will to condense a "force" powerful enough to subdue heaven and earth.
A newly enrolled three-ring Soul Elder accidentally touched the threshold of the Title Douluo's profound techniques during the final round of the freshman assessment.
"Shao Zhe! This..." Elder Xuan's tone unusually carried a hint of uncertainty.
Yan Shaozhe slowly retracted the leg he had stepped out with.
He sat down again, resting his hands on his knees, leaning forward, and staring at the blond boy in the arena.
"I won't stop them."
Du Weilun adjusted his glasses and whispered a reminder, "Dean, in case..."
"It's the same whether we stop them or not."
Yan Shaozhe interrupted him, "His White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave has changed. This attack may not be inferior to Wang Dong'er's strike."
In the center of the field.
Wang Dong'er knew nothing.
She had now poured all her energy into the three-meter-long golden crescent blade.
This attack exhausted all her soul power and even overdrawn some of her mental energy.
The moment the Butterfly God Moon Blade detached from the butterfly's wings, her body began to fall.
But she didn't care.
This is the strongest strike she can deliver right now. From the time she enrolled until now, three months have passed. All the training, all the resentment, all the obsession with catching up with that person—all of it has been condensed into this one strike.
The light blade whistled away.
A white beam of light crashed head-on into it.
At the very last moment before the beam of light left his mouth, Dai Huabin made an extremely subtle movement.
His head was tilted about two degrees.
The angle was so small that even the referee on the sidelines didn't notice it, and so small that 99% of the spectators in the stands couldn't see it at all.
However, this two-degree deflection caused the trajectory of the White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave to have a negligible arc.
The Butterfly God Moon Blade and the White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave collided violently in the center of the arena.
The blinding white light instantly engulfed the entire arena.
Several students sitting in the front row instinctively raised their hands to shield their faces, and some were pushed back several steps by the blast wave, falling to the ground with a thud.
The referee's robes fluttered wildly in the shockwave. He steadied himself, using his soul power to protect himself, and barely managed to stand.
The light lasted for nearly three seconds before it began to dissipate.
When everyone could see the venue clearly again, they all gasped in shock.
A long crack appeared on the ground from the center outwards, and rubble and dust were thrown into the air before they fell back down.
At the point where the two attacks collided, the floor tiles were completely shattered, revealing the soil layer underneath.
Wang Dong'er knelt on the ground, her butterfly wings folded, her soul power exhausted, and her face frighteningly pale.
But she had no injuries.
Dai Huabin stood still.
His school uniform was mostly torn, and the sleeve of his left arm was completely gone, revealing the bruised and purple skin underneath.
The fabric at the chest area was torn, revealing several shallow bloodstains.
The amplification from the White Tiger Vajra Transformation had not completely subsided, and the tiger stripes were still faintly visible near the wound.
He was panting, panting very hard.
The aftershocks of the Butterfly God Moon Blade still injured him.
The two-degree deflection allowed the Fierce Light Wave to avoid Wang Dong'er, but it also meant that he could not use all his attack power to directly counter the light blade.
Dai Huabin himself absorbed about 30% of the impact with his own body.
Zhu Zhuqing's expression changed on the sidelines, and she had already started to move, but Cui Yajie grabbed her arm.
"Wait a moment."
Cui Yajie stared at the field for two seconds, then let go of her hand:
"He's fine."
Zhu Zhuqing clenched her fists, but still managed to stand still.
The field was quiet for a few seconds.
Wang Dong'er slowly stood up, supporting herself on her knees; her legs were trembling. She saw it.
She saw Dai Huabin tilt his head, saw that the intense light didn't hit her, and saw the injuries on Dai Huabin's body that shouldn't have been there.
If he hadn't deviated by those two degrees, this attack would have been a head-on collision.
Given the power of that altered, intense light wave, the Butterfly God Moon Blade might not be able to win.
But she would definitely be affected, and given that she currently has no defensive soul skills, the consequences would be unimaginable.
He gave in.
No, it wasn't about letting her win. He won, but he also protected her.
Wang Dong'er stood with her head down for a while, her long, light blue hair covering most of her face.
Then she looked up and smiled helplessly:
"Squad leader, it seems I've lost again this time."
Dai Huabin, who was clutching his chest wound, coughed lightly upon hearing this:
"Haha, just lucky."
This was from the heart.
Dai Huabin still didn't understand how that state of perfect harmony of spirit, energy, and mind was triggered or how it disappeared.
Without that buff, his White Tiger's Fierce Light Wave would definitely not be able to withstand the Butterfly God Moon Blade.
"You still say you were lucky?" Wang Dong'er's voice was a little hoarse. "You clearly missed that shot."
"The wind is too strong."
"..."
Wang Dong'er was so angry she laughed.
She wanted to yell at him, but she had no strength left in her body and could barely stand.
Her vision began to blur, and her ears started to ring.
Her legs buckled and she fell forward.
Xiao Xiao rushed over from the sidelines and hurriedly helped her up.
"Dong'er! Dong'er, are you alright?!"
Wang Dong'er leaned against Xiao Xiao, her lips moved slightly but no sound came out, then her eyelids drooped and she fainted.
"Teacher! Teacher, come quick! She's fainted!" Xiao Xiao's voice trembled with anxiety.
At the same time, Yan Shaozhe had already come down from the platform.
He walked very fast, followed by two healing-type Soul Masters.
Upon reaching the center of the field, he first glanced at the unconscious Wang Dong'er, then surveyed Dai Huabin's injuries.
"You deliberately veered off course like that," Yan Shaozhe said calmly as he walked up to Dai Huabin.
Dai Huabin did not deny it. "She doesn't have any defensive soul skills."
Yan Shaozhe nodded without saying anything more. He turned around and gestured for the healing soul master to step forward and handle the situation.
Zhu Zhuqing had already run over by this time. She stood next to Dai Huabin, staring at the bloody marks on his chest, her fingers trembling slightly.
The bloodstains on Dai Huabin's chest weren't deep, but the blood that seeped out had already stained his torn school uniform a dark red.
His breathing slowed, and the tiger stripes that had transformed from the White Tiger Vajra Transformation were gradually fading from his skin.
"It's nothing," Dai Huabin grinned at her. "Just a superficial injury."
As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a violent sense of exhaustion surge up from his limbs and bones.
His mind suddenly felt heavy, the sounds in his ears began to fade into the distance, and a gray blur appeared at the edge of his vision.
His mental energy was almost depleted.
His soul power was also running out.
That brief moment of perfect harmony of energy and spirit had completely drained his reserves.
It's like a well; someone draws water up with a bucket, and ends up sucking all the moisture off the well walls.
Dai Huabin's knees bent slightly.
Zhu Zhuqing reacted quickly, stepping forward and firmly supporting his waist with both hands.
She was half a head shorter than Dai Huabin, and her posture looked a bit comical, like a bamboo pole leaning against a sapling.
"Hua Bin!"
"Hua Bin! Say something!"
Dai Huabin's lips moved, but he couldn't say anything.
The last thing he saw was Zhu Zhuqing's pale face.
And then nothing was left.
"Hua Bin! Hua Bin!"
Zhu Zhuqing's voice suddenly became shrill. She supported Dai Huabin with one hand, and waved frantically toward the sidelines with the other.
Two healing-type Soul Masters had already run over.
The woman running ahead was middle-aged. Her spirit ring lit up, and a soft green light enveloped Dai Huabin as she carefully sensed it for a few seconds.
"Don't panic, he's just exhausted his soul power and physical strength, there's no internal injury."
Zhu Zhuqing gripped the hem of Dai Huabin's school uniform tightly, the veins on the back of her hand taut, before slowly releasing her grip after several seconds.
"Are you really alright?"
"Really."
The healing soul master checked again.
"His mental energy was also greatly depleted, but his mental sea was not damaged. He will recover after a night's rest. This child has a good foundation, so don't worry."
Zhu Zhuqing slowly exhaled, carefully laid Dai Huabin flat on the ground, and took off her coat to put under his head.
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